The Company She Keeps Page #6

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So did I.

I thought she trusted me.

But.

But surely you can

understand why she didn't?

When all her life she's never

been able to trust anyone.

Please give her back her civil rights.

It's important.

If you saw her face now, you would...

Miss Willburn.

We're not denying you

anything right now.

We'd like to put it off for a while.

In this case we'd like to make an

exception and talk to Mr Collins.

When? I'll get him up here.

No hurry... next month's board meeting.

Slowly Miss Willburn, slowly.

We'll see how things work out.

Now we have other cases.

I just don't know how she'll take this.

Maybe that's important to find out too.

What are you so droopy about?

There's someone looking for you, Tilly.

Excuse me.

Is it okay? What did the board say?

Diane.

Why did you write that letter?

The board did grant permission?

Or did they?

They will... they...

They didn't get to it this time.

Why not?

I told you. They didn't get to it.

You're lying. They did get to it.

That's why I wrote them.

To be sure they would.

Diane, you've got to trust

someone in this world.

Like who? You?

Time. That's the way you'll

do it isn't it, Miss Willburn?

No letters to the board.

None of that stuff.

Just a postponement.

Time. That's what you're counting on.

Oh, Diane.

Hey, Diane. There's a call for you.

I had it switched through the hospital.

Give me a club and I'll go

after her for you. Honest.

Diane, we've only got two months to go.

All my life all I wanted

was to beat time.

It can't be done.

Up there... or down here either.

They've got us licked.

She didn't get rid of it did she,

in the lunch wagon?

The boyfriend is still in there.

Got him spotted.

You should have waited until you

got in touch with Miss Johnson.

The hall. Keep everybody away.

What's the use of trying?

You can't win anyway.

Will you step in here, girls?

We're asking a check tonight.

What for?

Routine. Everyone else has.

I don't have on my fancy underwear.

So, if it's all the same

to you, some other time.

Keep your head, Tilly. I'll help you.

Now, please. You first, Miss Thompson.

You have a warrant?

Just asking for co-operation.

Beat it, Tilly.

Let me go.

You can't frisk me without at a warrant.

Save it for the jail, sister.

More resistance, more time.

What did you do?

Pick his pocket while you

were taking his pulse?

So she don't want to be sociable.

They can't hold us.

They didn't find anything.

Yeah?

You never heard the word "suspicion"?

It covers a multitude.

I've been here three

days under suspicion.

You know why there is a

big round up don't you?

They're trying to get

enough of us for a line-up.

Tomorrow morning, I hear.

They can't put us in one.

You think not? You think you'll

get out of it? Not this line-up.

Ha, you just wait.

I just hope they don't

find my boyfriend.

Ciggy, honey?

I remember you.

Mildred.

The sewing shop.

Lily... don't you recall?

Was you busy.

You made so many flags you were

beginning to look like Betsy Ross.

Always playing up to everybody.

Mildred? She's doing scrumptious.

Mildred. She's an honorary.

A regular little teacher's pet.

Stop it, will you.

Why, we'll all soon be back up there.

Personally I won't mind. They'll go

easy on me. I've got a low IQ.

I'm not going back.

I'm getting out of here.

Matron... matron!

I told you to shut up in here.

I want to see my Parole Officer.

Please call her.

No visitors after twelve o'clock.

It's my right.

I've got to get out of here.

I have to get out of here. Please.

The witching hour. Goodnight, kid.

Hello, Miss Willburn.

It's that girl. She called for me?

Somebody did, I see.

Oh, a Mr Collins came.

He's already gone in.

You let him in?

Well, Mr Collins is a

man you don't keep out.

You know, we don't like people walking

in on a line-up just for entertainment.

We're after that stick-up girl.

The one that's pulling all

those jobs over on Third Street.

She makes us nervous.

Oh, and about that Thompson kid.

We picked up her boyfriend.

You know, you girls ought to take

better care of your chickens.

You one of the victims?

Okay. Member of the family.

That's all. Next.

Come on, what's your name?

Amy Bower.

Where do you reside?

What?

Keep your eyes front.

Where are you taking off your

shoes these days, Amy?

404, Second Avenue. L.A.

Since when?

Four months.

Talk up. Before that?

Dallas.

How much time did you do there?

It's no secret you know. Speak up.

Three years.

Grand theft auto.

What are you doing here?

Suspicion of burglary.

That's all. Next.

Frieda Lockwood.

I don't feel very good.

A little hungover this morning, Frieda?

What's a sweet girl like you doing dead

drunk in crummy dump like the Bluebell?

My boyfriend works there.

Sorry this happened.

Have you tried to get her out of this?

I got no place.

Just made thing worse.

That's all.

Any of you want to hold

them for a further look?

The second from the right, I think.

Second from the right, stay.

That's all, girls. Move off.

Come on, come on.

Get the line out...

I'm going to try something.

No, don't.

Don't let her know you're here.

She couldn't take it.

Let's have a little more quiet out

there if you want to hear them.

They are all modest as daisies.

Step it up, girls.

We haven't got all morning.

Speak Annabelle.

Annabelle Burns.

No address. I just got here.

A nice welcome they

give you in this State.

What was found on you

when you were picked up?

A wallet.

The first time I've

heard it called that.

You'll have plenty of

time for jokes, later.

Next.

The nerve. Hauling me here on a line-up.

You know where I am every night.

Tilly Thompson.

Previous offense, manslaughter.

Paroled three years. Two months to go.

Present offense. Suspicion of theft.

Not exactly suspicion. We've got

your boyfriend and he talked, Tilly.

Too bad.

Next.

Lily Johnson.

248 North Central.

And next. You.

Norma Johnson. I don't live anywhere.

I'm from Chicago.

Hello, Miss Willburn.

Too bad we got some of yours here.

Do me a favor. Diane Stewart.

Don't force her in the line-up.

Those victims expect a crowd.

18 to 30. Slight. Medium height.

I'll stand in for her.

No stand-ins today.

Diane, why did you send for me?

Larry is not out there?

Of course not.

They told me they told him

when he called the hospital.

Diane, it will be alright.

I'm going to see the judge myself.

I'll get you out of this.

Your turn at the pony chorus. Step up.

Name?

Margie Constance.

Please, I'm going to be sick.

Where do you live?

Sixth Street. I forget the number.

Any other numbers you forget?

You! Put your hand down.

Like 426a in the penal code regarding

the possession of deadly weapons?

Please, I need some water.

John, check her out.

We'll save her for tonight's show.

Alright, sister. Put your hand down.

I can't see.

The lights are blinding me.

Oh honey, don't get stage-fright.

You're giving a wonderful performance.

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